24 LICENSE PLEASE (1/2)

It's Sunday morning and I'm completely stressed out. I forgot to continue my search of places last night. I only got so few in my list, I don't even know where they are exactly. And since I don't know where else we're going, I'm on a dilemma of what to wear.

And why do I need to dress up? Because I want to look beautiful. Oh but where are we going?

After 20 changes, I decided to wear a black skater skirt paired with a baby blue crop top. And as I prefer comfort, I wore my favorite black and white trainers. Heh whatever.

I called Ash since I had no time yesterday.

”Hey pretty guy!”

”Hey Cassidy. How are you?”

”Do not ask me that! How dare you leave me that night?! You promised you'd take care of me!”

”Cassidy. I'm really sorry. It was just, I just missed my girl so much I can't contain it anymore.”

I groaned. ”Yeah whatever. But you have to compensate for that broken promise.”

”Hey no! Minho was still there. I asked him to look out for you when Gina and I decided to go home first.”

Wh-what? But why is Minho's version a little different? I was still thinking over it when Ash called me again.

”Cass?”

”Yeah?”

”I heard you're going on a date with Minho today?”

”Date?! Who told you that?! I am just repaying his goodness. I don't want to owe anyone you know that!”

I heard some laughing on the other line.

”Why are you laughing? Wait, did Minho tell you that?”

”Hahahaha you know, a word of advice. Minho's a little outgoing, no super outgoing. If he wants something, he would say it. No u-turns and circles for him. Straightforward, a little strict but a reliable guy. You'll be in good hands.”

Why does it sound like he's giving me away?

”I know Ash. I feel it that he's a good guy. But, somehow, I still have reservations.”

”Yes, that's normal and very good. You have to save some for yourself first. And last thing, he's a bit shameless. So beware! Haha goodbye Cassidy. Have fun!”

And he hung up.

***

I waited for Minho in a bench just outside my apartment building. We agreed to meet at 9am. And it's 9:05 already. 5 more minutes and I'm ditching this city tour.

Just then a black Porsche parked in front of me. The window rolled down and there I saw him.

I stood up and glared at him. ”You're late!”